There is no Hell but the one we create, and should intelligent beings be made to contradict itself and become less than ape?
What gardens there be, of all that is discovered not created by evil or a hand that plows a lover to the ground, with an alien heart that plunders
and with all thoughts so weak to give in masticate an opposite of love called Sin, that we should forget what life has been
what All is seen and some mistakes have made the blind cannot and will never wake to know what a breath so small has shaped
this is life, not yours or mind to ****, but be witness and appreciate --what evil could never nor hate should endeavor to replicate
the garden you plant will not flourish without light in a hell (there's no Hell) nor without the rainy heights you do not need to acknowledgeΒ Β the Might
but inhale a breath and open your eyes, mind the heartless beast are about in the wild if so inclined go sleep with them a while...
(I doubt you'll ever praise evil again, but then again, stupid are born everyday) *Smile, have a good day... Namaste
In response to a poem I read, praising evil... If there is one thing I could hate, it is Evil. (And I do try not to hate, but evil, should not Be.)